Winter is getting deeper and the forest leaves are bleak.

Needless to say, the Northland and the Western Regions are both places that people in the Central Plains call bitter cold. At this time of year, the snow is falling, and the hot air that comes out has turned into a large white mist.

In small towns further south, the days are gradually getting colder. When there is no wind, it is fine. The sun falls on people, which can still give people a warm feeling.

Once the wind blows, it is like a cold knife, cutting into people's arms.

People habitually wrapped up their clothes tightly to avoid the cold wind, but these days, it was much better than in previous years. With the New Deal, clothes made of wool from the Western Regions were delivered.

I don’t know why, but the price is quite low. It’s high quality and affordable.

The people in the town have also changed into clothes. In the past, everyone thought that changing the city lord or the person on the head would not really matter. However, with successive new policies and these warm and cheap clothes, they have been gradually built

public school.

The people who have lived here for generations feel that something is different.

This morning, Zhao Laoqi breathed a sigh of relief, ate something, put on his new clothes, opened the door, and faced the cold wind to go shopping. He saw the little ones running to the private school to study and practice martial arts.

, I suddenly felt that this day was pretty good.

Seeing a woman in front of him, Zhao Laoqi immediately became energetic, packed up his clothes, smoothed the hair on his forehead, and then smiled: "It's Miss Yu, it's quite early today.

.”

The Yu girl smiled in return, chatted for a few words, and then left.

Zhao Laoqi looked at Miss Yu's back with admiration, but did not dare to go over.

There are not many people in this small town, but a girl like this came here a few years ago. She always wore dark clothes, with a pair of leather gloves on her palms, covering her entire palm. The clothes hung down to cover her arms.

It seems that he once had some problems with his arm, so he didn't want to show it for fear of scaring everyone. The people in this town are kind and they don't want to mention such a thing.

There were also some unscrupulous young people who, seeing that someone was good-looking, would make random remarks and insist on looking at their arms. The old man in the town picked up his cane and beat him from the east to the west of the town, crying and shouting.

Damn it, after this incident, no one dares to say this anymore.

That girl has a very strange name.

Yu Jun makes an appointment.

A rare surname.

But I heard that she seemed to have chosen the name herself.

In such a small town, there were not many people, and life was peaceful. After she came here, she added some ripples and changes to the town, and lived here with an old man.

The old man in the dark robe was often out and about, and the girl became the doctor here, treating people in the town, teaching music to children who were willing to learn, and teaching people how to read.

Later, the policy of His Highness King Qin came here.

A school captain wearing black armor and a scarlet shirt came here, gathered the people together, read out the new policy, and brought out all the big shots in the town one by one, asking the people to tell them all their mistakes.

After these things, a public school was opened for children to learn and read. At that time, Miss Yu went there to teach medical skills and writing. Her music was very good, so good that the gentleman who came from the public school was

Stunned.

The violinist, who is over fifty years old, comes from the city.

At the beginning, there was still some arrogance as a violinist, but when the peaceful and gentle girl Yu stretched out her hand to press the strings and just plucked the strings a little, the girl who was always arrogant but willing to come and play for the children in the town

The luthier who taught the music changed his color.

As the sound of the piano changed, the piano player gradually became stunned and gradually moved forward.

He was so fascinated by it that he almost burst into tears at the end and said, "This, this kind of skill is truly exquisite. Can a person like me, in the countryside, hear such celestial music?"

"This is almost enough for everyone to play the piano next to the emperor."

"Huh? You, you are!!."

The arrogant piano player seemed to have noticed something, and his expression changed, but the woman with a soft temperament just said softly: "I am just a doctor in this town, sir. I may have mistaken you for the wrong person."

The luthier stroking his beard looked at this elegant and gentle woman.

His eyes were a little frozen, and he thought about more than ten years ago, when he was only in his thirties and was already considered the best genius in a hundred miles. He could easily learn any piano music and play it with great charm.

, surpassing every teacher.

But when I accidentally went to a luthier's event in the city one day, I met a girl who was less than ten years old. With just one piece of music, that girl had already reached a level that was elusive for luthiers back then.

On the road to music, talent trumps everything else.

The Taoist heart of the piano master was shattered. From then on, he realized that the gap between himself and the real talents was huge and hopeless. From then on, he no longer pursued fame and fortune. He only returned to his residence, his hometown, and taught

people.

However, there is a huge gap between this peaceful and gentle woman now and the image in his memory that was as delicate and cold as a puppet sculpture. Yu Junyue had already said goodbye and left. She wore some thicker clothes and returned to her residence.

when.

I saw a letter on the table.

Yu Junyue was stunned. She took off the gloves on her palms. Under the leather gloves, there was not a pair of fair and slender beautiful palms that could pinch silver needles and play the piano quietly as everyone thought.

It is made of wood and stone mechanism, and you can still see the delicate wooden texture on it.

This organ-like texture spreads from the fingers to the elbows.

She is a musician of the emperor's family. She became famous and talented at a young age, and was valued by Jiang Yuan, the second prince of the Ying Kingdom. Jiang Yuan showed great love for her talent at that time, but four or five years ago, in order to treat the Jinwu guard at that time

The young man took action.

However, he did not hesitate to cut off her arms and gave them to the young man as a gift. He was sure that the young man who saved the ghost city had compassion in his heart and wanted her to poison him behind his back, but he did not.

Thinking about it, by chance that day, the young man actually carried her all the way to the ghost market and begged for a pair of arms.

In the years that followed, she traveled around with Guan Twelve, the Mohist elder who rescued her at that time, and finally settled here.

However, although Guan Twelve is old and has gray hair, the strong aura in his chest is still there. Even though he is old, he still has the spirit of youth. The sword of the Mohist family on his waist,

Youzi is still singing in this heaven and earth.

The world has not yet been peaceful, there is still injustice in the world, and justice is still needed in the world.

As long as this heart never grows old.

Then the disciples of the Mohist family will gallop between heaven and earth.

As you can see, the world is at war with the white-haired Mohist.

Guan Twelve had heard before that people were being bullied and slaughtered in Yingguo, so he picked up the Mohist sword in his hand and set foot on the road again. Yu Junyue's martial arts skills were ordinary, and he was only here to save the people.

Whether he is walking around with his sword, playing the harp quietly, or diagnosing and treating the people's illnesses, no matter how big or small, they are all Mohists.

How can there be distinction among the Mohist disciples?

But this letter came in a hurry, much earlier than the agreed time. Yu Junyue was worried, so he opened the letter and read it, and found that the teacher said inside that he had successfully rescued those people.

In the letter, it was mentioned that many heroes are rising in the country.

When the world is at peace, people from all over the world can suppress their ambitions, but once the world is in turmoil and the court's control ability gradually weakens, these ambitions and desires that were suppressed by the great powers in the past will appear like raging flames.

And it spread and burned like crazy.

Troubled times have led to the uncontrolled explosion of these people's ambitions.

And the ambitions of these people are like flames, burning the world and leading the world into troubled times.

It is not clear which is the cause and which is the effect.

These so-called reckless heroes do not have the courage to let the people follow them, but they still have the desire to grab fame and wealth in this troubled world. If they want to fight with the country's regular army, they need logistics and labor.

.

"In troubled times, there are only a few people who have the heart to serve the people."

"It's just a small profit, plundering the people, and moving forward for myself. The court needs people and people, and the rebels also need them. The two sides fight, each for themselves. The people are caught up in the general trend, like two torrents, impacting in each direction.

Torn apart by this torrent."

"In the end, it's just another person who kneels down to worship."

"We have rescued the people. Although there was some danger in the process, we met an old friend to help us, so we are safe. We were supposed to go back to repair, but something special happened."

"The King of Qin issued a decree calling the Mohists from all over the world to join Qin. I'm going to have a look."

"Jun Yue, although you have joined the Mo family, you are good at medicine. You can choose whether to go or not."

"Take care of Twelve Liu."

The flying bird used by the Mohist disciples to convey news stood on Yu Junyue's shoulder and rubbed the woman's cheek affectionately. She looked at the teacher's letter and said: "It's true, whether the teacher does good things or speaks good words,

It’s all so turbulent.”

"It hasn't changed in so many years."

She was worried before that the teacher had encountered some dangers and difficulties. Judging from the turbulent words on the letter, the teacher did not encounter the difficulties she was worried about. She couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, but then thought of the young man that day.

.

"...King Qin..."

She whispered to herself. Somehow, her mind seemed to be attracted by such words. She returned to the distant past. Her arms, which had long been accustomed to the mechanism, seemed to have a slight tingling. The young man's shoulders felt warm to the touch, carrying her on his back.
To be continued...